She
When she whispers
like the sounds a skirt makes,
the sounds the leaves make,
the sounds the wind makes
early, when the birds sing like
the peaceful sound of the brook
when she speaks
like the rain itself
on the roof,
it’s the sound the sunshine makes
in the yard,
the sound the moonlight makes,
the sound of a kind thought,
the sounds the clouds make,
and the sounds the sun makes
setting and rising
***
david michael jackson Nov 29 2004 editors@artvilla.com
Faces Come Out of the Rain
This abstract painting was the largest and most complex of my icon images of faces. They are inspired by early 20th century art somewhat but are also an invention of mine.
This original painting is available , you can Buy David Michael Jackson at Art mart
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david michael jackson may 23, 2012 editors@artvilla.com
Abstract Art Paintings by David Michael Jackson
Yes these are abstract paintings. This gallery is composed of images with no names so you can make stuff out of the images own your own. Abstract paintings lend themselves to interpretation in different ways by different people. Abstract art or abstrart has it’s beginnings in the early 20th century
Wiki describes abstract art as follows:
Abstract art uses a visual language of form, color and line to create a composition which may exist with a degree of independence from visual references in the world.
We live in the world however! Abstract art can also suggest things from the world through our imagination. We may see a cat, others a dog so to speak. Any interactive form of art involves the imagination of the viewer. That is why i add shape to the equation.
Thank you for viewing these paintings.
david michael jackson May 22, 2012 editors@artvilla.com
You may also like my site, Modern Art Paintings
A TINY BIT OF GRASS
I saw this bird today.
It was just a brief instant
I was in a parking lot headed to
a job.
He was at the edge of the lot in a tiny bit of grass we had left him.
There was this instant that I knew
for certain,
for absolute certain,
that this bird was important.
So important that I would remember the motion of his body as he
paused for an instant to
look at me.
So important that I would remember
how he moved,
as important as a red wheelbarrow,
or a player on a stage,
he raised his wings
and made that poking motion at the ground and
he was important,
not just another bird,
noticed by just another person
because there is no such thing as
just another bird
or just another person.
There is only one bird
only one
person.
and yet I pause in this twilight moment to ponder
was this the same bird
let loose above the streets of paris
in ’45
or the same bird who called to chopin
there is only one bird,
one person
and we paused, that bird and I
we paused to
notice each other and then, like good soldiers
we continued on to
our
jobs
bird poem- David Michael Jackson 2005 editors@artvilla.com
You may also like my shoes poem
***
This is about as dark as I got in 1997. It has been the internet’s nobody cares poem since then and thousands have read it. It’s sad how many have asked for it over the years. I should not make excuses for it…It is to be noted that tha author of this Nobody poem still writes and paints…..write your despair down….publish it….and don’t shoot yourself in a corn field over your art or anything else……david michael jackson
Nobody reads poems, pal
books neither
nobody is going to read this crapola, buddy
why don’t you just open a gas station
or get a good factory job
they pay fourteen an hour at western polycom
nobody looks at art, bozo
why are you wasting your life on that
how much did you spend on all this canvas and paint
you need shoes
can you wear these paintings,
nobody cares
only assholes like you
you stupid bonehead
who gives a damn what T.S. Eliot said
when you boil it down it comes out to a big “beats the shit out of me” anyway
so why even say it, I mean why not just chase some tail, instead.
Ya know?
Now maybe you should read a recent poem by David, his beautiful flower poem